Viburnum, Amelanchier canadensis and a sour cherry tree – beyond them a Chinese grass, the species of which I forget. A visually interesting time of the year in the garden with the different coloours on the same date.
This tree was planted by us 20 years ago under the impression that it would only grow to half the height it has achieved. Very please we were wrong as it is magnificent – especially in the fall as the colours mature to bright yellow. In the half light of morning and evening (this was early morning) it starts to seemingly glow from within.
As summer comes to an end, the asters bloom and the trees turn colour, Bernie surveys his efforts with some degree of satisfaction. Before long he will be going indoors for the winter where he has heard he will be getting a new head and maybe some better bones before spring returns and he can get back to work again.
Bernie has enjoyed his interactions during summer with passing children, parcel delivery people and the squirrels who like to sit on his lap and share stories.
There has been a cluster of nymphal forms of these true bugs on the milkweed patch in front of the house for some time now. Those that have not been made into snacks for birds and the like have now found a mature seed capsule and were busily making their way to the interior.
“All it will take is one more heave, chaps. On the count of three, now … ”